On Thanksgiving
day, 2000, we lost my cousin Kaaren to Cancer.
Kaaren was an
incredible inspiration to a lot of people. There
has not been a nicer person, and in all the years she battled her different
forms of cancer, she always maintained a dignity and grace that was an
inspiration to all.
I had sworn off
marathons forever, but for some reason I felt like I needed to do something.
Kaaren had that effect on people.
So I decided I’d try another one, to raise money towards cancer
research. It was one of the most
amazing experiences of my life.
The write-up of
my results can be found here:
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Me, Bao, and
Matt. Old guy (with bad knees), US
Marine, and young studly soccer player. Which
one would you put your money on to win?
Damn Kenyans had
a slight head start!
There’s Matt!
Hey look, I won!
Where’s Matt? Where’s Bao?
Ha ha ha ha!
Feeling good..
Piece of cake..
Beaten by the old
guy – but FINISHED!!
911?
I had to rub it
in!